The Dimension Travel Trilogy: A Three Part Science Fiction And Fantasy Novel (35 page)

Fourthly, her moles are fake and, her green skin is really a beautiful tan color", answered Light. "I don't believe you. You're just sticking up for her because you're old", replied Tom. "See it for yourself", said Light. "I will", replied Tom. He started to run down to the store and, thirty seconds later, and stared in the window for a couple of seconds.

Then, he returned to Light.

"Oh my God. I can't believe it's her", said Tom. "Thank you for finally believing me", said Light. A few seconds later, the mayor's caddy arrived at the corner where Tom and Light are waiting. The mayor rolled down his window. Sitting in the front seat is Will and Mayor Stone. "Why are you still here after nearly twenty minutes?"

"Because, we got into a fight. And, then Tom was thrown out of the store", answered Light. "Get in the car, and tell me from there", replied the mayor. Both, Tom and Light entered the mayor's caddy.

"Tell me what happened", said the mayor. "Light and I were fighting.

And, then, that old hag of a cashier decided to smack us both in the faces. From, there I decided to make jokes about her costume and she started hitting me with a witches broom. She threw me out of the store and, my friend eventually left the store. From there, he told me that the clerk was twenty five years old and, that she was a hot blonde. I didn't believe Light. But, I returned to the store to see for myself. I was in complete disbelief at her natural beauty. And, I would never think that she is a witch. However, she does have an attitude of a witch", said Tom.

"You could have shortened the story. However, it was very interesting to me to see what had happened. I'm sure that I would have been dying in laughter", replied the mayor. After the story, the mayor left the business part of town and returned back to Town Hall. They arrived there quite quickly and they stormed through the doors. From there, the trio of fugitives and the mayor were greeted by the receptionist sitting at her desk. "Are those papers finished?" asked Mayor Stone. "There's a box waiting for you right here", answered the receptionist. She lifted the thirty five pound box and placed it at the tip of her desk. From there, she asked, "Why did you storm in through the door like a big S.W.A.T. Team?”

"Because, we have very little time for the distribution of papers", answered the mayor. From there, he opened the box and gave half of the papers to Tom. And, the other half to Light. Will put on his human disguise. And, after that he asked, "How do I look?" "Good", answered Light. "Now, I will describe each one of your assignments individually", said Mayor Stone. The mayor requested that Tom would come into his office first.

He told Tom, "You will be working the residential part of town. Your protocol for this job is to knock on each door of every house in the residential part. And, after you knock on the door and drop off the public announcement, you will go to the next house and do the same thing again." "Okay", replied Tom. He returned to the waiting area in Town Hall. And, Mayor Stone requested that Will and Light enter the office. Will and Light enter the office. Mayor Stone said, "Light, you will be driving Will around the commercial and municipal parts of town. Now, I'm going to tell Will about his required protocol. Will, when you're in the municipal part of town, you'll go to the governmental buildings and slide the sheets underneath the doors. As soon as you're done working the municipal part of town, you will distribute the papers in the business part of town. Now, you'll give five posters to every clerk in town, who'll then give the papers to her fellow employees.”

"Okay, thank you", replied Will. Both Light and Will, walked out of the mayoral office and, the trio of fugitives were told by Mayor Stone that they were to return to Town Hall as soon as they finished their jobs. After, Mayor Stone told each one of the fugitives about their protocol, they left the hall. Light shape shifted from a robot to an LSC, Tom and Will hopped into the LSC and, Light dropped Tom in the residential part of town. From there, Will and Light continued to move along into the municipal part of town.

Tom started to walk down First Street. There are about sixty houses on First Street. This street is the Levittown of California County. Each house is built in a Dutch Colonial style. The street contains beautiful Cherry and Apple trees. On every tree, there are a lot of pure, juicy, black cherries. Granted, the street looks beautiful with all of the trees. But, houses are painted plainly with a fluffy white color. There aren't any plants in front of the houses. There are just evergreen bushes in front of a typical house on First Street in town.

Tom would travel from house to house on First Street. He eventually reached an odd looking Victorian House for that mundane suburban Street. This Victorian House has an ostentatious appearance.

Instead of following protocol as requested by Mayor Stone, Tom knocked on the door of this Victorian House and remained there. This Victorian House is painted dark green and there are red carvings.

When one enters the property, they are welcomed by a snowy white picket fence. Inside the yard are patches of ivy, lavender, and tulip plants. The yard has a three-tier fountain with a stand. And, there is a little red brick pathway which can take one up to the stoop, which is painted red. A pair of old fashioned rocking chairs are present on the stoop and those two pieces of furniture have cushions that have sunflower designs.

The door looks like a farmhouse style door which presented the address of fifty nine First Street. Looking at the porch are twofour paned windows that have curtains which obscured the view from inside the house. It is now, three o' clock in the afternoon and, he (Tom) is waiting on the porch. The door opened, and an old lady walked up to the door. She is short in height at five feet one inch as compared to the seven foot tall Tom Jackson. She is wearing Belgian Style clogs and, a long sleeved blue shirt with beige pants. She'd always have a smile on her face. "What brings you here? Who are you?" she asked with her soft spoken voice. "I am Tom Jackson. I am here to give you a piece of paper that I thought you should be aware of", answered Tom.

"Would you like to come in?" asked the gentle old lady.

"Yeah", answered Tom. When he walked in the beautiful Victorian House, he is immersed in a clean, organized kitchen. Fifteen labeled draws keep all the items in their safe, necessary places of belonging.

And, an old fashioned refrigerator made the age of the kitchen stand out. Yet, age is a number for this kitchen. Every appliance is very well maintained and well kept. The stove in this kitchen is 1957 model type. The chandelier in the kitchen is a multicolored stain glass color.

The old lady escorted Tom to her burlywood table.

He sat down and, the old lady pulled a tray of two dozen chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. She placed the oven made chocolate chip cookies on a serving plate. She retrieved the serving plate and placed it on the table. "What is your name?" asked Tom.

"Mrs. Hunts", answered the old, venerable lady. She asked, "So, what brings you to my house?" "I have different reasons why I'm here", answered Tom. "Would you care for a cookie?" asked Mrs. Hunts.

"Sure", answered Tom. After giving the cookie to Tom, she said, "Now, give me the reasons as to why you're here." "I have two reasons why I am here. Which reason do you want me to tell you first?" asked Tom.

"Give me reason number one or your primary reason", answered the venerable lady. "The primary reason as to why I'm present is to make you aware that there are evil aliens that are going to invade Earth", said Tom. "What are you talking about? Aliens are so twentieth century. You must be delusional", interrupted the venerable lady. "Can I finish you oldy?" asked Tom. "Take back what you said and, then I'll let you finished", answered the venerable lady.

"I'm sorry", replied Tom. "Thank you. Now, finish what you have to say", said the venerable lady.

"So, evil aliens from a city are planning to invade California County. Now, these aliens come from Starmos City, which is a city that I was unjustly imprisoned. Cornelius Von Alien, the tyrannical, incumbent leader sentenced me and two other folks to life in the hole, or their dungeon. Now, this man is planning evil against the Earthlings to hunt down myself and two other guys. Your job is to evacuate this place. You will leave the city by the crack of dawn tomorrow morning", he said.

"This is a crucial plan", replied the old lady. "Now, I have another question. Do ya' live near the woodlands?" asked Tom. "No, I live next to the center of town", answered the old, venerable lady.

"Well, do you know that you'll have to evacuate the city by morning?"

asked Tom. "Yes", answered the old, venerable lady. She asked, "What is the second reason as to why you're here?" "First Street is too ordinary for me. You're the only house that looks unique. The rest of the street were a bunch of boring Dutch Colonial style houses. Also, there was a delectable scent that was coming from your house. And, the scent smelled like my favorite flavored cookie scent" answered Tom. "Well, I didn't know that chocolate chip was your favorite flavor", replied the venerable old lady.

"I have to go", said Tom. The old lady didn't escort him out of the house. And, he closed the door abruptly and he was out of breath on the porch. He walked down the brick sidewalk. The mayor called him through the face to face application on his phone. The face to face app showed the location of where the person is located. From the phone, Mayor Stone asked, "How long have you been at fifty nine First Street?" "About a half hour", answered Tom.

"Why have you been here for such a long time when I told you to go from door to door distributing the papers?" asked the mayor. "Because the resident invited me into the house", answered Tom. "Why didn't you say 'no'?" asked the mayor. "Well, this particular resident was an old hag", answered Tom. "Okay", replied the mayor. The phone conversation ended. Immediately after the phone conversation ended, the door swung open and the old lady ran outside of the house. Her face looks furious. Tom's face is in practical shock with his eyes wide open and he gasped in shock. The old lady ran down the stairs and smacked Tom in his face.

"What did you say?" she asked. "That you're an old hag", answered Tom. After, he said that, she pushed Tom to the ground with her foot. She then said, "Just, remember two things. The first thing is that age is just a number. It is your strength, guts, and glory that determines who you are. The second thing is that you better take back what you said", replied the venerable, old lady. "What did I say?"

asked Tom. Her foot applied more pressure to Tom, almost crushing him. "Now, take back the name you called me", said the venerable, old lady.

"Okay, I'm sorry for calling you an old hag", replied Tom. She removed her foot from Tom's back and, he was lying on the ground for a while. "Get up, you lazy bum", she said. "Okay, give me a chance", replied Tom, who was struggling to get up. "You have ten seconds to get up", said the venerable, old lady. Tom is almost fully standing. However, he started walking and, then after ten seconds, he deliberately fell. The venerable, old woman started to kick him. "Get up, you spiteful pig", said the old lady. “You're not my responsibility (she continued)”.

She eventually kept kicking him until he made it past the picket fence and off of her property. He rolled down the street to the corner of Goodluck Street and First Street. She screamed, "Good riddance to you, spiteful fool!" The disrespectable, old lady returned back into the house, and she slammed the door abruptly. "This is the last time that I am letting any idiot in my house", said the disrespectable, old lady. Meanwhile, Tom is struggling to get up. After a couple of minutes of lying on the floor, he eventually started to be fully alert and standing.

He continued on his journey throughout the residential part of California County, making his turn on Goodluck Street, the road where the Steel family resides. He made his way down the street, dropping off all of the papers. The houses on this street were Dutch Colonial and Sidehall Dutch Colonial Houses. Most of them predominantly brick. This street is an upper middle class street in town. He eventually made it to all of the houses and finally, to Officer Johnstone's House. When he (Tom) knocked on the officer's door, Officer Johnstone opened the door immediately. When the officer opened the door, Tom started returning to the sidewalk after he dropped off the poster at Officer Johnstone's House.

The officer asked in his raspy, middle aged voice, "Where do you think you're going sir?" Tom hesitated and turned around nervously. "Answer me", said the officer. Tom walked up to the house and, officer Johnstone looked at him in a skeptical manner. "Say, do I recognize you?" asked the officer. "I honestly don't know." The officer is out of uniform and, dressed in an undershirt that had straps. He is wearing blue Strauss dungaree pants and, he has the breath of a person that was under the influence of an alcoholic beverage.

However, the officer didn't act like he was drunk. "I would like you to answer this question now. Who are you and where are you going?"

asked the officer. "I'm Tom Jackson. I'll be delivering a stack of sheets that's regarding an important public announcement", answered Tom.

"Were you the one who was in the precinct about five days ago?" asked the officer. "Yes", answered Tom. "Were you with your friend on two theft related charges?" asked the officer. "Yes", answered Tom. "And, weren't you the one who had his charges dismissed?" asked Officer Johnstone. "Yes", answered Tom. "Okay, granted, you're not in interrogation. But, you answered the questions as though you were in the interrogation room being questioned", replied Officer Johnstone.

"Am I going in interrogation?" asked Tom nervously. "No, don't be nervous. Your charges over here have been dismissed anyway", answered the officer. "Okay", replied Tom, who feels still nervous in front of the officer. "Now, I need you to come on into my house and, give me a good explanation about the public announcement so I can tell my fellow co-workers", said Officer Johnstone. The officer invited Tom inside of the unkempt house.